Imagine a nice cosy cafe, in a pleasant little town, run by a Domme who uses her submissive girls as waitresses, and often spanks them before the customers for their mistakes.
…would you go?
Well you can actually, in real life I mean.
You see, the cafe is real. I have my own studio where all the photos you see in these stories and on my tumblr spanking blog are taken. I have my girls. And one glorious night a year I open the cafe you will see here to my special invited guests.
Here is a story set in it…
Rosie Bottom’s Blushing Buns Cafe…
Last night Rosie left two of her girls, Katie and Charlene to make the cafe ready for the morning. To cut a long story short, they didn’t!
And that is where our story begins.
Rosie came home early to find the tables not wiped. It may seem a small thing, but Rosie prides herself on her little cafe’s appearance, she loves to have things ‘just so’.
She also loves an excuse to punish her submissives, and to train them, so she smiled wickedly to herself and decided to teach them both a lesson in the morning.
It probably won’t surprise you to know that her girls want their lives like this. They NEED their lives to be like this. They are Submissives after all.
All are happy in their own way.
Rosie calls her girls and tells them to come in bright and early for one of their ‘special days’.
This delights them, but also scares them. A delightful mix of emotions, where the girls crave yet fear punishment, because their Mistress can be very hard, almost brutal.
She waits for them, arms folded and on their arrival as they walk through the door, Rosie immediately puts their rope tethers on and leads them in
“You left these tables with crumbs on, smears of jam, and worst of all, spilt milk!”
Both girls respond together. “Sorry Mistress.”
Without looking at them she speaks coldly. “There is a well known saying my pretty little naughty girls. Don’t cry over spilt milk. Those who tell you that are wrong, because later today you two will be doing just that!”
She led them to the tables, and told them to start polishing the surfaces, vigorously, whilst she watched.
Their bottoms swayed and wiggled as they wiped the tables hard and fast. Although great friends the two girls always tried to outshine each other, and presenting their bottoms to their Mistress in this way, allowed them to try and get more praise than the other.
Conversely the two girls loved it when the other was in trouble and they saw them get spanked. Making fun of each other, pointing and giggling, was a great delight, especially if in public. Even more so if one had been able to get the other in trouble.
“Right, it is time to open up. You two carry on.”
The girls carried on cleaning, deliberately pointing their delicious bottoms towards the entering customers as the began to take their seats.
The two girls, Charlene and Kate looked at each other and smiled.
Charlene then waited for Kate to bend over and twisted her cleaning cloth. She flicked it menacingly to strike a cheek of her bottom.
Kate, the dark haired girl rubbed her bottom, and of course retaliated.
Soon there was a scuffle developing as both girls took it in turns to flick their cloth at the other. Rosie hated being shown up before customers, she turned to look at them. A look that spoke ‘punishment’.
“Stop it! Right now!” Shouted Rosie as she began to walk towards them. The customers shuffled, it was obvious that something was going to happen.
But the fighting got worse. “Oh! I have had enough of this.” She screamed.
“Stop this squabbling right now you naughty girls. Both of you, get on the floor, submit to me…NOW.”
“How dare you both show me up before my customers? Last night you left the tables a mess, and this morning you start a fight before them before you have even taken their orders!”
She turns to the customers. “They will bring you a free drink each, after I have spanked them. Is that acceptable?”
Of course, it was, spanking was one of the main reasons they came, although the food was good, and the delightful little Rosie Bottom buns were a triumph every time. Rosie was an accomplished cook
So the customers accepted the proposal.
“Right young lady, you can get just here!” Rosie said to Kate as she dragged her up.
And bent her over the table.
“And you can get yourself opposite Kate, come on Charlene, don’t dilly dally!”
The customers giggled at the poor girls approaching demise.
The spanking began with six crisp smacks on Kate’s ample, curvy, beautiful bottom. Delightful little yelps at each one echoed around the room.
Followed by six on Charlene’s equally plump beautiful bottom.
The customers were now like a theatre audience, watching a performance.
They delighted in the sounds of smacks, the wriggling bottoms trying to escape, the continuing chastisement, and of course, the squeals of pain.
“Right! That’s it, get back on with serving the customers and stop behaving like silly little girls.” Commanded Rosie.
And they did, starting with the free cups of tea that had been promised. Their behaviour was perfect, as was the service the customers got for the rest of the day, right up until 5 o’clock, when the doors shut.
Tables were wiped, properly, pots were washed and put away.
“Okay you two, come here.”
The girls went to stand before her, looking guilty. They loved their Mistress, and did not want to show her up, or annoy her really. Both apologised.
“Sometimes,” continued Rosie, “…an apology is not enough. I am going to punish you both, then train you, and punish you again. Then I have a little surprise for you both. I know who started it this morning, so it is you first Kate, get here! You stand there Charlene.”
Charlene laughed, because of course, as you saw, it was her who started it with a flick of her cloth. Kate tried to protest, but was instantly silenced.
“Bend over this table Kate, I am going to punish you harshly!”
THIS WILL CONTINUE IN PART TWO